Danyangzi looked at the strange eyes around him, and was about to hang the bookbag: "Speaking of this fairy grass。。。。。 ”

Just as he was about to continue, Danyangzi's small eyes turned two or three times in his eye sockets: "Alas, it's just some Taoist things, you may not understand it, and you have to scold me for being a fool, anyway, it's just a more precious herb." ”

When a group of young Taoist priests who had just gone up the mountain heard him say this, they didn't care and scattered, but Ling Xiaozi still caught the trace of cunning gaze in Danyangzi's eyes, and it was obvious that Danyangzi swallowed important things and didn't say anything.

Then Danyangzi pulled Lao He aside, and the two of them gestured at the price, which outsiders generally couldn't understand.

The movements of the two kept changing, as if they were constantly bidding, but they were in a stalemate for a long time, and they never reached a consensus.

In the end, Danyangzi shook the sleeves of his robe and roared: "Okay, you little drug dealer, you have to learn from that lion with a dog's mouth?!"

Looking at Danyangzi's angry appearance, Lao He didn't dare to hold the shelf anymore, endured the trembling on his body, and said: "The little one has been pointing to this fairy grass for a lifetime... Don't dare to sell it cheaply. ”

Danyangzi's face turned red with anger: "Hmph! Then you can hold this grass into the soil!"

Danyangzi strode out.

A group of little Taoist priests who originally came to see the excitement saw the excitement end, so they followed Danyangzi out.

Only Qingxiaozi swept his eyes on Lao He and went out to chase Danyangzi. However, looking at it all at night, you can see that Lao He is in a cold sweat.

The little crockpot watched a group of people walk away, and then came over and pulled Lao He, who was almost stupid, into the inner room to rest.

Danyangzi seemed to be angry, and he didn't buy anything, so he handed over the silver taels on his body to Ling Xiaozi, and asked Ling Xiaozi to take a group of little Taoist priests back to the mountain, and said that he would choose some honest pharmacists for next year's mountain and stay for a few more days.

Ling Xiaozi originally came to protect the silver of Danyangzi's body, but now the silver is on himself, and this group of little Taoist priests can't stay on the rivers and lakes for too long, so no one said anything, so he led the little Taoist priest to the way back to the mountain.

Summer night, the sound of cicadas.

The small clay pot was feeding medicine to the old man lying on the chair, which was a bowl of Chinese medicine that had been collected and returned to God.

Lao He was yelled at by the old Taoist priest on Qinghe Mountain, and he lost half his life, and in just half a day, he seemed to be more than ten years old.

Lao He said weakly: "Alas, I really don't know if this grass is a blessing or a curse." ”

The little crockpot persuaded: "It's all fairy grass, can it still bring bad luck?"

Lao He looked at the small crockpot: "When this business is completed, I will send you to the mountain to learn the Tao, and you have lived for most of your life, and when you are about to have money, I will find that money is useless, useless!"

The little crockpot asked, "What's the use?"

Lao He pointed to the sky: "It is most useful to be able to fly around in the sky, it is useful to have a sword in your hand and a knife in your hand." ”

"What about this shop?" the little crockpot was a little anxious.

Lao He hated that iron could not become steel: "You know these broken herbs all day long, what is the use, after a lifetime of digging in this haystack, it is not a disease that makes people roar out of their bodies." Anyway, you can't help in this shop, it's better to throw it up the mountain and let others discipline it, and it will save my heart, and if you can't learn to look like it in that mountain, I'll break your legs!"

The little crockpot sighed and walked away with the medicine bowl.

In the bleak night wind, a night walker is hurrying on the quiet streets of Hongmiaofang, the night wind pulls up his robe, slapping each other, passing by many medicine shops along the way and not letting him stop, because his destination has already been chosen, it is Lao He's medicine shop, look at the people carefully, Danyangzi also.

Suddenly, from a dark street corner, a person flashed out, and before anyone arrived, the voice came first: "Senior Brother Danyangzi, you are very affectionate, you like to go shopping in the middle of the night?"

Danyangzi was startled at first, and then smiled: "Ling Xiaozi, isn't it also so leisurely and elegant?"

Ling Xiaozi slowly walked out of the shadows: "I just don't know which pharmacy are you going to visit in the middle of the night, senior brother?"

Danyangzi pretended to be calm: "During the day, negotiate with a shopkeeper and go to see some scarce medicinal herbs at night." ”

Ling Xiaozi sighed: "It's just right, I also want a shopkeeper to make an appointment to talk about something, isn't it as good as the road?"

Danyangzi said with a smile: "Hehe, I didn't expect Ling Xiaozi, who has been indulging in cultivation on weekdays, to become interested in medicinal materials today?"

Ling Xiaozi said: "People, there is always a time to be curious. ”

Danyangzi didn't care about him, he just cared about moving forward, and Ling Xiaozi followed.

When he was about to arrive at Lao He's shop, Danyangzi thought to himself that what he expected was not bad, and Ling Xiaozi had already seen his purpose.

Danyangzi showdowned: "It seems that we are going to visit the same person tonight?"

Ling Xiaozi said: "Well, that's also a convenience, so as not to be lonely alone." ”

Danyangzi said: "I won't go around with you, since you have already come, then open the account in five or five, how about it?"

Ling Xiaozi said: "Since Senior Brother is such a big brother, Senior Brother is disrespectful, I don't know if Senior Brother can reveal some more mysteries of this fairy grass?"

Danyangzi touched his beard: "If I say that this is an ordinary herb, I don't know if the junior brother believes it or not?"

Ling Xiaozi smiled: "I understand my senior brother's personality, so I believe it." ”

Danyangzi said: "I never knew that our relationship was so good. ”

Ling Xiaozi said: "Senior brother privately respects senior brother's personality very much. It's just that I don't know why Senior Brother didn't buy the fairy grass during the day, but had to go on another solo trip?"

Danyangzi knew that he was ridiculing himself, so he just picked up the other end and said, "The drug dealer in the daytime is asking for a lot of money, and he can't make a deal." ”

Ling Xiaozi asked, "The sky-high asking price, what kind of insight can the little drug dealer have, can it exceed the purchase silver given by the mountain?"

Danyangzi said with a smile: "Even if you give him all those silver pairs, you can only buy a leaf of the fairy grass." ”

Ling Xiaozi was overjoyed in his heart: it was indeed a peerless treasure, otherwise it would be impossible for even a small medicine dealer to dare to offer such a price.

Danyangzi stopped: "This thing will definitely not be able to be bought, but this kind of thing falls into the hands of an ordinary man, it is simply a tyrannical thing, I wonder if the junior brother is ready to make some efforts?"

Ling Xiaozi looked at Danyangzi: I didn't expect that this martial artist who looks like a scholar on weekdays, when he kills people and grabs things, his face is not red and his eyebrows do not jump, and he is calm as chatting about family life.

Ling Xiaozi said: "On the road to the Heavenly Immortals, the ordinary people I killed are not inferior to this one. ”

Ling Xiaozi was the first to attack, and flew over the wall into the old drugstore, followed by Danyangzi.

Ling Xiaozi just landed in front of Lao He, and there was an extra person around him for no reason, which really scared Lao He and the crockpot.

Lao He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, before he recognized that these were the two Dao Masters in the daytime, and immediately got up from the chair with a smile on his face: "I don't know if the two Dao Masters have gone and returned, but for that Washing Immortal Grass?"

Danyangzi said coldly: "Exactly!"

Lao He said: "Seeing that the two Taoist masters are so sincere, I don't want to ask for more vulgar money, I am willing to sell it cheaply." ”

Lao He knew that the two of them had bad intentions, and he felt that a life and death crisis was approaching, and he just wanted to save his life at the moment.

Danyangzi said: "Then what if I don't want to buy cheaply?"

Lao He was covered in a cold sweat all over his body in an instant.

Lao He said tremblingly: "That... I... I'm willing to give it to both of you. ”

Danyangzi sneered: "But, I want to wash the fairy grass here, and I'm afraid that I won't look good on my face when this matter gets out, I don't know what the shopkeeper can do?"

Lao He seemed to have seen the knife stretched out to his neck at this time, and immediately protected the clay pot behind him: "We have never seen any fairy grass, it is all the immortal fate of the Dao Chief, and this grass originally belonged to the Dao Chief." ”

Danyangzi approached Lao He, felt out the fairy grass on Lao He's chest, and whispered in his ear: "I only believe in one thing in my life, the wall must be ventilated when it stands, and people must speak when they stand!"

With a flutter, Lao He had an extra dagger on his chest, and a big red flower instantly dyed on his chest.

The crockpot stood behind Lao He, just felt that Lao He's body was shaking, but he didn't find that Lao He had been stabbed.

Danyangzi turned his head to Ling Xiaozi and said, "You and my senior brothers, work together, their strength is broken, I have already contributed, and now it is your turn to be junior brother." ”

Ling Xiaozi can be regarded as having seen some of the world, looking at those people and monks in the Shumen on weekdays, they have no cultivation, and they are harmless to everyone and animals, but today is an eye-opener, but I didn't expect that there are such treacherous and cruel people in the Qingshui Dao Gate.

Ling Xiaozi pointed a little at the finger, and Lao He had another long sword on his chest, which passed directly through his body.

The crockpot looked at the red blade that suddenly burst out from behind Lao He, and stood on the spot.

Lao He's body fell straight into the arms of the crockpot, and the pale crockpot hugged Lao He as if he was hugging a ghost.

Danyangzi took out another dagger and was about to stab the crockpot in the chest that was so frightened that he couldn't move anymore.

Suddenly, on the ground next to the crockpot, two boys, one black and one white, appeared.

The black boy sings: Greedy for cheap, a small grass wants a small life.

The white boy sang: Dream of wealth and want to be rich, this year's new grave.

The dying Lao He looked at the two people, one black and one white, and muttered, "What... So soon, black and white impermanence will come to pick me up?"

Lao He glanced at one or two more boys, and suddenly shouted: "You !! you!!You are !!! those two strings of sugar gourds!!

It was only after Lao He saw that he was deceived from these two boys to wash the fairy grass, and the past quickly turned over from his mind, and then he realized that he had been a bait in this bureau from beginning to end, and he had been busy all his life, but he died in the hands of two children.

As for who was fishing, Lao He didn't have time to think about it.

Under the hammer with heavy hands, Lao He, who had been digging in the grass all his life, finally returned to the loess.

The black boy woke up the crockpot with a kick and sang, "Hurry up, run!"

The white boy sang: "Tight, run away!"

I don't know where the strength came from, the crockpot with tears and snot on his face, ran to the back door as soon as he resisted Lao He.

The black and white boy lay on Lao He's old chair with one butt, and his four little feet were still shaking gently.

Danyangzi was gloomy: "You two spirits, let go of that little medicine boy, do you want to die for him?"

The black boy sang: "Birds and beasts are not as good as killing people and taking things." ”

The white boy sang: "Pigs and dogs are not, and they must not die well." ”